Total pages in book: 97
Estimated words: 93301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 93301 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 467(@200wpm)___ 373(@250wpm)___ 311(@300wpm)
“I want to make you forget everyone and anyone else,” I said, easing my fingers back inside her, “because tonight, no one exists but you.”
She tasted as sweet as the perfume she wore, and I devoured her with insatiable hunger. Caveman grunting. Greedy sucking noises. I knew she was getting close when her hips began to buck beneath my quicksilver tongue and her insides tightened around my probing fingers. Falling back, she clutched handfuls of my hair and held me to her as I sucked her clit into my mouth and flicked the tip of it with quick, hard strokes. Her cries grew louder as the climax hit, and I nearly came in my pants as I felt her body pulse and quiver.
The tremors had barely faded when I felt her yanking me up by my arms. “Xander.” Her voice cracked over my name as she reached between my legs and stroked me through my sweatpants. “I want you. Now.”
My pants were halfway to my knees when I realized I hadn’t brought protection in here. “Hang on,” I said, pulling them up again. “I’ll be right back.”
Thanking my earlier-in-the-day self for recognizing that my honor was bound to lose the battle to my desire, I fished a condom from the box I’d hidden at the bottom of my duffel bag and raced back into the bedroom. I stuck the packet between my teeth while I ditched my pants and underwear, then knelt on the bed again.
Kelly braced herself on her elbows and watched me tear open the wrapper and roll the condom on. “Finally,” she said. “I get to see you naked.”
I fisted my cock, flexing my abs. “And?”
“And what?”
“What do you think?”
“I can’t tell you that,” she said, as if astonished I’d even ask. “Your ego is monster enough. It’s almost as big as your dick.”
“That’s it.” I grabbed her by the armpits and tossed her onto her back sideways across the bed, otherwise my head was going to hit the angled ceiling above us. Pinning her arms to the mattress, I buried my face in her neck and kissed my way down her throat to her chest, using my lips and tongue on each perfect breast, sucking the tight pink peaks into my mouth, biting them gently, enjoying the way it made her arch and moan.
“Enough,” she said, trying to drag me back up her body. “I need you inside me. I can’t wait any longer.”
Since my patience had also reached its limits, I did as she asked, stretching out above her and positioning my cock between her legs. For a moment, I thought about teasing her, giving her an inch or two, making her beg for all of me, but as soon as I eased the tip inside her, I realized I didn’t have the patience for any more games. I slid all the way home in one long stroke, both of us moaning at the sweet, sublime fit. She was warm and snug and velvety smooth, and I buried myself balls deep and stayed there for a moment, all my muscles tensed, body poised on the edge. If she’d moved, I’d have exploded.
But she stayed still too, breathing hard, her chest rising and falling fast. “Xander,” she whispered, her eyes closed, her hands clutching my shoulders. “Give me a minute.”
“I wish I could stop time right now. I’d give them all to you.”
She opened her eyes and ran her hands down my arms. “God, this feels good. How is it possible that two days ago I despised you, and right now, all I want is you inside me?”
“I don’t know,” I said, my body aching to move. My thighs were burning, my stomach tight.
“But you didn’t care what I wanted, did you?”
“I care now.” I began to rock into her with slow, rhythmic strokes. “I care deeply. I care hard. Let me show you how much.”
She moaned, digging her heels into the backs of my thighs. “Yes. Show me. Take me there.”
I had every intention of going slow, of showing off my skills in the dark, the ones I’d bragged about this morning, but it was like trying to harness a wild horse at a full gallop. Within minutes, I was driving into her with vicious abandon, deeper and harder with every thrust. The bed jerked away from the wall. Her fingers raked across my back. Our skin grew slick with heat. The tension inside me raged like an animal behind bars.
Slow down, asshole, I told myself, recalling that pink vibrator. She wants tickling rabbit ears. She wants swirling beads. She wants thirty-six vibrational patterns.
Dammit, I didn’t have any of those things! And all I wanted was to lose control, let go of this feeling for her—I didn’t want it inside me anymore. It didn’t belong there. It was confusing and infuriating and all her fault.